Verse I need not to rehearse 
There's no recourse for myself 
For these words serve purpose 
These words of mine, R Grove ⬆️

Verse I need not to rehearse 
There's no forecast for myself 
For these walls build themself
These walls of mine, R Coming ⬇️

Heard! I hope you too
For I finally listened
For these wars need to be WON